歌词
作词 : Destin Route/John Welch/Greg Sekeres/M. Mathers/L. Resto/Dirk Ruus
作曲 : Destin Route/John Welch/Greg Sekeres/M. Mathers/L. Resto/Dirk Ruus
Look, please don't bring no scare business to me, I fear no man, no hand holding
Banana clip a chimpanzee to rip at me, the tip ain't cheap, the d**k ain't free
I aint no b***h, a b***h ain't me, I beat up beats, I been upbeat, you been on me
You bet on me? Who better than me? You better believe it
Never could be, I'm ready to eat
They better get it ready for me, I'm killing the scene
They gotta get a medical team, da gun a machine
The tongue is a gun, it come with a beam
It come in the red, it come in the green
And somebody scared 'cause nobody seen it
Get him a bed, and get him a king, and get a machete
Give it a swing, I'm thinking of deadly things
Drinking red drink, red rum, red rum, 1-5-1-8-7
Uh, look, uh, look alive, lil' ****, they be living a lie
I never believe the song that said they could fly
The last **** I seen, tried it, did it and died
Get a better disguise, you ain't figured it out
**** ain't tryna get victimized
I got a pit and a clip, finna sick da boy
Don't nobody wanna get sent to God
The stick hit through the meat like a shishkabob
Take it up with the boss, man, I'm good at my job
It's not a walk in a park 'cause I'm in a metropolis
I'm lost in a thought, but escaping the darkness
Caught the broad day, like sun and parked it
Felt the force and found the flow, the faucet
Kept the course ahead, no matter the cost
I only eat what I kill, do away with the caucus
Monster dreadlockness, similar concepts
A dreadlockness monster
I'm a crazy man, I had to get into the game again
I'm seeing the lights, I'm looking at the lay of the land
I'm in command like I'm Jaden Daniels, breaking in
Can't evade a vandal, ****, save the scandal
Service candle lit 'cause ya man a b***h
I tried to understand, but I'm lackin' the bandwidth
A rock in a hard place, crack in a sandwich
The cards I was handed determined the gambit
It made me the man, but it turned me to Manson
Son of mad man Max, minimal chances
Shaking the head, white man take it to taxes
Suit and tie, not fly, ride in the backseat of a taxi
I feel like Tyrese Maxey
I'm a zone 6'er, but I'm helluva athlete
Doing the rap shit, take a look at the rapsheet
**** will random ratchet, here wit' a black queen
Angela Basset, put a tab of acid on ya tongue
I ain't never taking a bump
But I can put it in a package, ya give me a lump sum
And put it in the bag in the back of a trunk
I heard thump, thump, thump, thump, banging the bass
I'm breaking the bread, the breakfast, I'm bringin' the bacon
Slangin' the sausage, crackin' the egg over ya face
I'm half amazing, half man and half alien
Yeah, patience paper thin, I plant a flag in every place I'm in
Pace has been immense, it's not a race, but I been chasing it
Been unforsaken, only placing faith in the hands that turned the staff into a snake
And then a snake into a staff again
The average couldn't start to establish the type of bag I'm in
The nappiest, East Atlanta
Rapping erratic, righteous and ratchet 'cause that's what happening
Yelling from the mountains, so loud it could start an avalanche
We in Babylon, by the way you brother be babbling
You outta chances, I can't overextend the olive branch
**** the bargaining, we barging in, let the car spin
Push a Porsche with the 911 like I'm Micah Parsons
When attacking a target, half a sack when they sent the blitz
It's a rapid departure, real rappers cease to exist
Like it's open season, soon as they seen him, it's, "Oh shit"
Bow, bow, 8-1 like Kobe in '06
Head bow, pray for him while you load this 45th
23, yeen started, but hit the Jordan with the Pippen assist
Another plot is just a twist in the script
If we beefin', let's get into some ol' Biblical shit
Ain't no tweeting, seeing goodnight, and then proceed with a kiss
For the deal, watch for the threads, **** can't bleed on my fit
Put to bed, now we even Steven, keep a Stephen A Smith
And a Wess', **** all that screaming shit and beating your chest
Momma says mentality breathes into a seed of success
And I'm between it, but best believe, I ain't perceiving no threats
With allegiance alliance, leave me out of y'all shit, I'm a lion
I'm lying, relax
You know the facts of the sleeping giant, align me with that
****, Goliath's a b***h, hit with a rock and a sack
My **** ride with a stick
Flipping a rock, and upward, nothing too hard to predict
Know shit been hard where you at
But if I lost you, then I bring it back
I beat up a beat like a drum machine did somethin' to me
You don't want to go and bump into me
I jump into beef so comfortably, I'm not comfortable
With no conflict, I've come for the bull
Gimme them horns
Gimme that rose bush, gimme them thorns
I'm another breed, I'm a different animal
Y'all make me yawn, like a strand of wool
I'm intangible, but your hands are full
And your lil' underpants are pulled
All the way down to your ankles
Told ya I'm a soldier, I just showed up
In a wife beater tank and I'ma demolish
I always said when I didn't have a dime to my name and lived in squalor
If I had three quarters, two dimes, and a nickel
I wouldn't change for a dollar
But I signed 50 Cent and put him in my piggy bank
And I ain't gonna apolo-
Gize to you for what the **** I do
My advice to you, get five bazookas
Some type of nuke, a knife, or Ruger
The size of two guns
'Cause I'm sprayin' the Rossi like I'm NWA and the Posse
Just like Yella, Ren, Dre and them taught me
Man look at all the mayhem I'm causing
That's probably why I stay in the hot seat
With these magazines, I act out like Ye and his cousin
Little c********r, I'm sprayin' and bussin'
Your shit sucks d**k, stop sayin' it doesn't
That's probably the reason there's nothin' you've bodied of recent
I feel like I just walked in and seen you naked
'Cause you not even decent
Get ripped like my school clothing
Like a sleeping cow, I'm bulldozing
A rap god since my socks were holy
Was on that block like a soccer goalie
Ma could not control me, Glocks I'm toting
Lock and loading, rock and rolling, rock a Rolly
Guacamole, mostaccioli
Like this flow, you're out of pocket, homie
Y'all could only hope to catch the flow, but if you know, you know
I told you hoes to slow your rolls
Before you go and throw your whole career up in the toilet bowl
Enjoy the GOAT
This my house of horrors, like a brothel
I done put Ja Rule through it like law school
Keep it a stack, like pancakes, I'm awful
So many plaques from Belgium, got a wall full
In fact you would hate my walls, they're all full
They call me Marshall, but I'm unlawful
Is it Groundhog's Day or déjà vu?
Won't stop period, post menopausal
Go so postal that most postman will pause, I'll slaughter the rhyme
These flows gonna boggle the mind
Y'all get in line, you're talkin' to Einstein
**** walkin' the line, I'm joggin' it
I'm a cross between a dog and a juvenileish
Mother ****in' childish punk and I be poppin'
The most wildest junk and I'm known as the prick
That's not to **** wit'
Call me erectile dysfunction
My ballistic missile is launchin'
I'm wilding like Seven Mile and Runyon, bunch of violent gunmen
I do it like Puff do it
Tell my hitters to hit him up, "Do it"
So like my middle fingers to a Tupac song
You know that I put 'em up to it
12 gauge at the age of twelve
Caged up self rage, I been raisin' hell
Like I'm Joe, Jam Master Jay, and Daryl
Brace yourself, it's about to be a ****in' shootout
Like the OK Corral
Bounty on me like a paper towel
They want me to go on the straight and narrow
Like the same shape that they make an arrow
Never sell out for the fame and wealth
Dave Chappelle of the rap game, I'm never gonna play myself
Closest I ever came's 8 Mile
But the ****in' pain I felt
When I lost Proof couldn't explain how
That devil came down, then in one fell he swooped
Look at how foul he's stooped
Had to throw in that towel, regroup
Like Sean O'Malley, still that mouthy youth
This here the finale
Try to rally troops, better round up and corral recruits
But no matter how many you tally to surround these two
You gon' **** around and find out
Just what the **** we about when you see how we shoot
And I ain't talkin' about how we hoop
Can you 'lay up' in a mother ****in' alley, "Oops!"
It's like a Xanadu for every xan I do
What I plan to do is take a pink and a blue
Hand a few to me, I'll brutally damage you
I could never stand or lose, I'm bananas
You mother ****ers can't do it sicker than I do
You couldn't get rid of this shit with Tamiflu
Cannibals, you little b***h me and JID
Are just like beastiality, we ****in' animals
I'm back and I'm body baggin' 'em
Toe taggin' 'em in the back of the Volkswagen
And draggin' them ho bags and I'm throat gaggin' 'em
Till I get thrown back in the paddy wagon
And back on the Prozac and I know that
But I'm so bad with a notepad that it don't matter
The GOAT's back, finna go at anyone
Who got the gonads or cojones, yeah